Red eyes shone faintly in the dark, flickering away from Sinister after a moment. Jean Luc had always told him his morals were far too strong for a thief. It was his honor he should be concerned with here. He had made a promise, and that promise was to be fulfilled or he could never hold his head high.
"...If you hurt dem..." he started, a warning tone to his voice which was quick to fade. There was little he could do to truly threaten him. "...I'll do it."